Gloria grew moist and giggled as she watched her miserable husband pathetically shuffling out the ba
Gloria grew moist and giggled as she watched her miserable husband pathetically shuffling out the back door, his bare white butt wiggling lewdly in the late afternoon sun, his little boy shorts and his too small tighly-whitys bound around his ankles, forcing the poor man-child to hobble the 50 plus yards through the open backyard to the peach orchard in back. Armed with a pair of pruning shears, the humiliated husband had been ordered to go and cut 5 good long switches before returning along a similar path so that she could thoroughly whip his disobedient bare butt and thighs.She hadn’t decided whether the extreme humiliation she forced onto her husband by ordering him to perform this shameful task or the later sight of his raw, blistered behind he would soon be sporting following his extended whipping when he returned with his switches turned her on more. As she held the punishment stick and eyed the razor strap, which she intended to use for “extras” after her husbands extend switching, she began to stroke herself, looking forward to the long evening ahead. -- source link